The best waste god

Sighing heavily, Nangong Haotian put all his thoughts in the bottom of his heart. The most important thing now is to destroy Shentou Tuozi and the Demon Slaying Dragon King. They are disobedient.

Thinking about it, Nangong Haotian appeared on the edge of the cliff in a flash. He looked down and found that it was about tens of feet deep.At the same time, dozens of people who came to support had already turned around and galloped here after hearing the sound.

Seeing the situation, Nangong Haotian raised his hand and said anxiously: "You deal with them first, I will try to go around right away."

When Shangguan Xiaowan saw it, an ominous omen flashed across her heart like lightning, especially when she saw that Nangong Haotian's hand was still holding Xue Binger's hand tightly, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

However, Aunt Shan saw Nangong Haotian's anxiety and was afraid that he would take the risk of flying across the stream, so she yelled loudly: "Master, don't worry, the four girls and my wife can handle these thieves." !"

After the words fell, there was a burst of vigorous and proud laughter not far away!

Nangong Haotian heard the sound and saw that the sixty-year-old man in a silver-gray jacket with a fur vest had led dozens of men to seven or eight zhang away from Shangguan Xiaowan and the other five.

The laughing old man first retracted his movement, and opened a pair of gauntlet steel hooks in his left and right hands. Dozens of big men immediately flew to the two sides, trying to surround Shangguan Xiaowan and five people on the edge of the cliff.

"In Nangong Haotian, I'm here to find important people from Shentou Tuozi Zhou Yuantong. I hope you will remain impartial and stay out of the matter. It is best not to intervene to avoid the disaster of killing yourself. You will regret it at that time..." Nangong Haotian said.

"Nangong Haotian, you see this old man as a three-year-old and two-year-old child. It is you who are in a disadvantaged situation, but not the old man, Zheng Jiandu..." The old man on the cliff laughed proudly.

Nangong Haotian said with a cold smile: "If you think I'm separated from the cliff and want to take advantage of it, then you are looking for death..."

Zheng Jiandu, the old hooker, laughed proudly and said, "That's right, that's what this old man means. No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't fly over this huge ravine that is more than thirty feet long. The distance between the two cliffs is hundreds of feet. When you come here, hum, the old man has already captured these four girls and Aunt Shan alive, and escorted them back to the helm of the main branch!"

Aunt Shan shouted angrily: "Since you know my Aunt Shan's name, you must also know how powerful my old lady Jiutouzhang is. Come, you old boy, come over and see if I will beat you down first, or you old boy will capture you alive first. I!"

Zheng Jiandu, an old man in silver-gray clothes, said with a smile: "This old man wants to capture these ladies of Nangong Haotian alive, and take them back to present to the chief rudder..."

"Zheng Jiandu, you are old and shapeless, talking nonsense, you don't see who is present, how can you talk nonsense?" Chu Meng said angrily.

Seeing that Chu Meng spoke first, the old man Zheng Jiandu turned his head up and laughed even more proudly.

Although Chu Meng knew that no one would know about the relationship between her and Nangong Haotian, she still asked coquettishly with a guilty conscience, "What are you laughing at?"

Zheng Jiandu sneered and sneered: "I laugh at you as the first one among these girls to have sex with Nangong Haotian first!"

Shangguan Xiaowan, Liu Qianwen, Zhao Linger and Aunt Shan all had a change of expression when they heard this, and they couldn't help turning their heads to look at Chu Meng, while Liu Qianwen and Zhao Linger were even more confused.

Because when the three of Shangguan Xiaowan met Zhao Linger, they had heard Zhao Linger tell her why she left Nangong Haotian. It was because she saw Nangong Haotian hugging a beautiful woman in black velvet with their own eyes.

At this time, what Zheng Jiandu said, and even after Chu Meng's explanation, still made them a little suspicious.

Chu Meng never thought that Zheng Jiandu would say it directly, her pretty face turned pale with anger, her tender body trembled, she pointed her halberd at the old man Zheng Jiandu, and said in a trembling voice: "Zheng Jiandu, if you still have a little conscience, you also have children My wife, I wouldn’t say such shameless words like this!”

Xue Binger also nodded, and said angrily: "Sister Menger is definitely not that kind of person, I am her witness!"

Shangguan Xiaowan, Liu Qianwen, Zhao Linger and Aunt Shan turned their heads when they heard the sound, and found that Nangong Haotian was holding Xue Binger's small waist, and stepped over in the air. up.

When did Nangong Haotian wave his kung fu?

This question popped up in their minds, but when they thought it was their man, they showed obsessed eyes again, even though there was Xue Binger beside him.

Just as everyone was looking towards Nangong Haotian, one of the three altar masters quietly approached Zheng Jiandu's side, and said in a low voice: "Hall master, if you don't do anything, it will be too late!"

Zheng Jiandu felt that it was reasonable, he stretched out his double hooks suddenly, shouted loudly, and all rushed towards Shangguan Xiaowan, Liu Qianwen, and Chu Meng.

When Shangguan Xiaowan saw it, she was furious immediately. With a scolding voice, she swung her sword to meet him. The sword in her hand made a "surging wave", which transformed into waves of tumbling horses, and immediately covered the whole body of the old man Zheng Jiandu.

Chu Meng, Liu Qianwen, and Zhao Linger greeted the three altar masters who rushed over!

Aunt Shan looked stern, she gritted her teeth, and waited with her stick.

However, the other seven or eight strong men only waved their weapons and shouted, none of them moved forward.

Shangguan Xiaowan's martial arts is not bad, and her talent is particularly high. In addition, she consulted the first half of Nangong Haotian's cheats, and her martial arts improved by leaps and bounds.

This time she only led Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan to rush to the stronghold to support, of course she also has her own confidence.

She hadn't planned to fight the old man Zheng Jiandu at first, the purpose was to use him to sneak into Zhou Yuantong's great village, and on the other hand, she also wanted to find out whether something unspeakable had happened between Nangong Haotian and Chu Meng Things.

While thinking about it, when she saw Zheng Jiandu coming to kill him with a hook, Shangguan Xiaowan displayed her unique skills and used shock and intimidation. She practiced with sword light and writhed all over Zheng Jiandu's body.

Zheng Jiandu saw the dazzling brilliance, his whole body was covered with silver, he was terrified, he was in a hurry, and shouted in panic: "Miss Shangguan..."

As soon as the cry came out, Shangguan Xiaowan also happened to kick Zheng Jiandu's back with a bang.

Zheng Jiandu let out a muffled groan, his body rose up in response, rolled over, and flew towards Aunt Shan who was several feet away!

When Aunt Shan saw it, she didn't dare to be negligent at all, she swung the dove-headed stick in her hand, and hit Zheng Jiandu's head, which was rolling in mid-air, fiercely and hastily with a whoosh.

Shangguan Xiaowan was startled when she saw it, and said anxiously: "Aunt Shan..."

As soon as the cry came out, there was a crisp bang, blood burst out, the bones of the head and the cap of the sky flew out, Zheng Jiandu's body was hit on the ground with a bang, kicked his legs, and died instantly!

Shangguan Xiaowan—seeing this, couldn't help being so angry—stomped on her little sword boots and complained, "Aunt Shan!"

Aunt Shan—See, she was stunned, she couldn't figure out why Shangguan Xiaowan blamed her?

At this moment, two of the three altar masters must have seen that the hall master had been beaten to death, panicked, and were chopped to death by Zhao Linger and Chu Meng who were full of anger!

The other altar master who fought with Liu Qianwen howled, rolled like a lazy donkey, rolled straight outside the circle, jumped up, and shouted: "Brothers, run!"

Amidst the loud shouts, seven or eight strong men who had already been petrified, hurriedly gathered their minds, shouted in unison, turned around and fled in a panic in the direction they came from.

Because Liu Qianwen was kind-hearted and slightly merciful, she did not pursue and kill the altar owner.

However, just when the altar master turned around and fled with all the heads of the incense masters at all levels, Nangong Haotian's indifferent voice came from behind, saying: "If you move one more step, you will die!!"

While speaking, the golden glow flashed, and the Ziyin Excalibur appeared in front of several people. kill.

The altar master who fled wildly—seeing that the Ziyin Excalibur was extremely spiritual, and the rise of the golden light was not stable, he was able to stand still in the void, knowing that there was no possibility of escape, he had to throw away the hammer in his hand first, and panicked. Shouted: "Young Xia of Nangong, spare your life, Young Xia of Nangong, spare your life!"

The rest of Xiangzhu's big and small bosses—look, they also dropped their weapons one after another, and shouted in unison: "Young Hero of Nangong, spare your life, Young Hero of Nangong, spare your life!"

Nangong Haotian snorted and put down Xue Bing'er in his hand. To be honest, it was the first time for him to fly over the thirty-foot-long cliff with a person in his arms, if he didn't want to waste time , he would rather take a detour.

Fortunately, although he felt a little weak in his body, the Waste Transformation Art was continuously absorbing the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth to replenish the consumed power of chaos.

With the advancement of the body training period of the Waste Transformation God Art, the recovery speed of the power of chaos is getting faster and faster. It used to take a day, but now it only takes an hour.

But what gave him a headache was that Jiujue Luoyanbu and God's Hand were ancient combat skills that consumed a lot, and their power and consumption also doubled with the improvement of their own realm. I'm afraid the power is really not enough.

Nangong Haotian just glanced at the dead Zheng Jiandu and didn't care anymore, and then looked at Shangguan Xiaowan, only to find that Shangguan Xiaowan's expression was indifferent.

Nangong Haotian glanced at Chu Meng, touched the tip of his nose again, and stammered, explaining, "This...you don't believe it, do you?"

Shangguan Xiaowan snorted coldly, and said: "What do I believe? What I believe is not what I hear, and what I see is believing. I never believe in these things!"